Revolution of the heart

tonight i open

my insides

let my wounds

bleed open

and pour my heart out

through song

gone are the days

of solitude

of continuous patching

to hide touches

of imperfections

of silencing emotions

and make-believe pictures

of ‘i’m okay’

gone are the days

of pretention

of striving to fit

in jigsaw puzzles

of where I’m not made of

gone are the masks

that conceal

the underlying pain

gone are the days

of i’ll never be good enough

whilst crying in bed

at night

insomnia-ridden

grief-stricken

waiting for the sun

to finally shine

gone are the monumental spurs

of broken poetry

hereonforward

is acceptance

is upheaval

is change

‘the very thing’

or, sometimes, that one friend who does all that she could to make her sad friends, all close to her heart, happy as they could ever be.

and that, my friends, basically sums up my situation right now.

‘it is the transparency that kills’

‘the pain of seeing through to something you can never quite touch’